Lyric Bad Things

Choose me if...
I wish I didn t feel
I wanna do bad things and then we re one again
I wanna do bad in those movies
They say squeeze never put it
Muscles wrapped round the bullet
And you say you be brought into it
OK, let me make a phone call
I d rather you float down the river-sea
Voodoo Heathen, fuck around with my privacy
I wish I didn t feel
I wanna do bad things
and then we re one again
I wanna do bad things in the movies
we never squeeze, never pull it
Muscles wrap round the bullet
And you see you be brought into it
Get at me, make a phone call
I d rather you float down that river-sea
Voodoo Heathen, fuck around with my privacy
Would you like to see me a for real winner?
I d probably buy a brother dinner
I d rather speak another language
I know she s my toasted sandwich
Be careful of food
She s egotistical and rude
and it s all about me
My fucking name
I m the one again
It s you to say i m nice
Don t wanna ask twice
Wanna break those chains
Make the whole world know
Wanna break those chains
Make the whole world know my fucking name
And I break those chains
They don t wanna know my fucking name
and I m born again
And it s you to say I m nice
Don t wanna ask twice
Wanna give the poor riches
Why don t you stop saying bitches
Wanna be good
Wanna be a homeboy from the hood
Pretend I m from America
and this is Blues
Chief of the Cherokee
Wanna break those chains
Make the whole world know my fucking name
and I m one again
And I m the one again
Its you to say I m nice
Don t wanna ask twice
Giving the poor all the riches
I ll never just stop saying bitches
Wanna be good
Wanna be a homeboy from the hood
Pretend I m from America
Pretend this is Blues
Chief of the Chreokee
I wish I didn t feel
I wanna do bad things
And then we re one again

And then we re one again (to fade)